MTL - I am a Chef in the Modern Era-Chapter 20 Flesh muscle
After a few days of this incident, the old Yangtou looked a little languid and silently gave several calls to the other side, but no one answered. At the end, it couldn’t be played.
Xiaoyan’s grandmother is a gun barrel and her temper is right, but her temper has always come quickly. She thinks that Zhao Xuemei is just talking about it, even if there is a family who doesn’t quarrel, how do you say it? Lao Yangtou is also the grandfather of Yang Xiao, the relative of Yang Jianguo, how can you say no, but she did not expect that Zhao Xuemei did not even pick up the phone of Lao Yangtou.
At that time, although she was helping the old Yangtou, she said that it was hard to hear. Now, seeing Yang Yangtou, I feel a little self-blame in my heart. I wonder if I said that I was too heavy on the day, so Zhao Xuemei remembered it. Long time.
So in the past two days, she has been more diligent. Every time she carries all kinds of things, sometimes it is a pastry bought by Xiaoyan, sometimes it is a soup or dish made by her own.
On this day, the Xiqin restaurant just closed, and Xiaoyan’s grandmother came up with a heat preservation box.
"Closed, just right, come and try the oil gluten I just made."
When Lao Yang’s head heard her talking, she looked up and her face was barely smiling. “We don’t have to worry every day, we have all eaten.”
Xiaoyan’s grandmother put the incubator on the table and waved her hand. “What troubles, trouble, my family is not always here to eat, not a rare thing, small, small, come! Come eat often You did, you also tasted the craft of Grandma."
Xiaolan’s grandmother got married early, and if she was old, she was actually much smaller than the old Yangtou, but her granddaughter was not much smaller than the old Yang’s grandson, so Shen Fu and Lin Biao were not familiar before. I was told that she was jealous. After she was cooked, she asked them to call her grandmother, saying that she could not be wrong.
She came almost every day, Lin Yiyi and Shen Fu have long been used to it. They wiped their hands and walked to the front. The heat preservation box did not look big. The space inside was not small. Take the two-layer food box out. There are still half a box of clear but fragrant soup.
"With so much? We have all eaten."
Lao Yangtou said that the truth is true. They really have already eaten, but Lin Yiyi still looks at the incubator. The eyes are sparkling like some large dogs waiting to be fed. Constantly.
Xiaoyan’s grandmother also saw Lin’s eager look and smiled. “You don’t eat, some people want to eat, and then, there’s not much, and it will hold you when you eat.”
After that, I took over the bowl and spoon from Shen Fu, and divided the meat gluten in the food box. One person and three, the two-layer food box was just installed.
As Xiaoyan’s grandmother said, this gluten is not a rare thing in the city, but it is one of the specialties of the city. As long as it’s out of this city, it’s rarely in other places. I have eaten authentic, but as a local native of S City, Otaru's grandmother is a good hand to make this dish. The meat is made into gluten, gluten is strong, the meat is smooth and tender, and it is served with hot vegetables. It’s awkward and delicious.
Although this meat-brewed gluten is mostly used by people in the city, it is always preferred to make their own tastes. For example, the little glutinous grandmother makes a sweet and sour mouth, sour and sweet, and the meat is smooth. It is also one of her specialty dishes.
Shen Fu only ate one. Seeing that Lin Yiyi had finished eating, and still licking his mouth and looking at it, he smiled and handed his bowl.
"I have two more, you have eaten together."
Lin Yiyi did not care that it was the rest of Shen Fu, and the other two had eaten clean, and the old Yangtou and Xiaoyan’s grandmother did not feel that something was wrong with this scene because they always thought that these two people were cousin.
After eating and drinking some soup, Lin Yiyi finally felt that there was some support. He licked his stomach and said that he would go out and turn around. Shen Fu also followed. Xiaolan’s grandmother saw that both of them had gone, only to stop and pack things. Hand, sitting opposite the old Yang head.
"Old Yangtou, what are you going to do now?"
The old Yang head hangs his eyes. "What else can I do? Take a step."
Xiaoyan’s grandmother shot her thigh and said to herself, “Oh, it’s actually blaming me. I’m not so ugly to talk that day. Now I’m doing it, I’m really uncomfortable...”
The old Yang head touched his pocket and remembered that he had quit smoking for many years. He laughed and laughed and let go. "What is it? This is actually our own problem, it is not about you." There is nothing to comfort others, because he can't even comfort himself.
"Would you like to go to Zhao Xuemei, even if you can't see Zhao Xuemei, Jianguo is still at home, and he won't even see him..."
When I mentioned my son, Lao Yangtou sighed a long sigh. "Forget it, you don't know the trait of Jianguo. What's more, I don't want to let them have two bad days because of their own affairs." Although Xuemei doesn’t like me, it’s always good for Jianguo...”
"She is also applauded. She said that the founding of the country does not dare to say two. The founding of the country is not at all in that family..."
Xiaolan’s grandmother said that she was angry again. When she thought of her purpose here, she only made a small voice. “You don’t feel too sad about Laoyangtou. You’re a son of Jianguo. He shouldn’t be Zhao Xuemei. "..." It can be said that she has no enthusiasm. Yang Jianguo and Zhao Xuemei have been stunned for so many years. Everyone still lived so close. The temperament of the old Yangtou son is seen in the eyes. It is too weak to be deceived, or else it will not be pinched by Zhao Xuemei. Although it is related to the old Yangtou, Yang Jianguo has dared to leave him here for so many years. No matter how much she dares to pack the ticket, Yang Jianguo dares this time. Do not dare to disobey Zhao Xuemei.
After chatting with Lao Yangtou for a while, Lin Yiyi and Shen Fu will come back. Xiaolan’s grandmother will not say anything more. It’s not something that can’t be said to avoid them, but because these two children are quite Innocent, do not want them to be upset with them, after all, they are really more sincere to the old Yangtou than the old Yangtou son.
She didn't even think about it. These two children are not old-fashioned, but when they come to the old Yangtou, they have nothing to do but a house. Besides, she always thinks that the child named Shen Fu does not. Like a child of a poor family.
"Mom, Grandpa is calling again today."
Yang Xiao held the landline at home and said to Zhao Xuemei in the kitchen.
"Don't worry, he can't get in anyway, let him play, right, your grandfather doesn't know your dad's mobile phone number."
Yang Xiao shook his head. "I didn't know the last time Dad changed the number. Dad originally told me to say something to my grandfather. I didn't say it if I forgot."
Zhao Xuemei hated the fish in a shovel pot and cut the fish into two pieces and put it on the plate.
"I don't know if it's best. He calls your dad in the province. I tell you, he can't tell your dad when he calls home."
Yang Xiao had some doubts in the end. "Why, Mom, you are not really angry with your grandfather."
Zhao Xuemei heard the words on the table and put it on the table. "How? Now even you have counted me down, don't want to think about who I am for? Why don't you have a grandfather for a few days, can your grandfather loose your mouth? Especially at his home. I still live with two outsiders. Although your grandfather has so many broken houses, you can't let outsiders take it. I am here for you. Your dad is a soft heart. If you know that your grandfather has called, I am also making trouble with me. You want your dad to make trouble with me every day."
Yang Xiao thought about it and thought that Zhao Xuemei also made sense. Especially when he thought of the two people who lived in his grandfather's family, he was even more angry. "I said where the two people came from? Why are you in the grandfather's shop?" Help, Grandpa still manages to eat?"
Zhao Xuemei heard a cold cry. "Who knows? Say it, don't let your father know!"
Yang Xiao replied, "Know it."
Yang Jianguo just opened the door and placed the briefcase on the table while watching Yang Xiao. "Know it? What did you know?"
Yang Xiao avoided his sight. "Nothing, my mom told me to buy something."
Yang Jianguo doesn't care, "Oh, then you can hurry to buy it."
Finished, went into the kitchen again, "Did dad call today?"
Zhao Xuemei knows that he must say this when he enters the door. He pulls his face and says nothing. "Hey, people have forgotten you and went to call you. You think, you won’t go see it yourself. No one hits the phone, and the phone doesn't ring for a day."
Yang Jianguo wrinkled his eyebrows and turned and walked out of the kitchen.
Zhao Xuemei saw him go to the phone and knew what he wanted to do. He looked at it with a brow. "Hello, let me know, you can't help it. You don't have your father, you are a son who remembers to hang him." Even if you are driven out by others, you don't forget to call someone. Don't forget, even if you hit, your dad is not necessarily willing to pick it up."
Yang Jianguo had already picked up his mobile phone, and he was half-stunned. He said that Zhao Xuemei said that he did not dial out at the end of the trip. He hanged the phone and sighed. He had no face to face his dad. Second, he also took it seriously. I am afraid that his father will not pick up his phone.
Zhao Xuemei saw him hang up the phone and smacked the corner of her mouth. She took the man for more than 20 years. How could she allow the chain to fall on him? She had to let the old Yangtou respectfully respect herself. Bring the house over.
